So things haven’t changed… I guess I kinda thought they wouldn’t change, but I had to try. It’s OK for a week to spend here, but more it’s like drinking death from a bottle with no end. I got still too much energy in me to spend it all getting annoyed by stupid, insignificant things that in my reality they just don’t exist or matter. I like this place in a way where they don’t appear or exist. This brings me to the final conclusion that (as somebody said) I was born to live alone. At least not with them. It is not funny that what I’ve chosen to do in life does not include them in any way, since in reality they are not even close to my future, and by God I hope they will never be. I will leave them as they are and move forward for I do not see my self drinking slow death and boredom anymore, at least not while I am still so young. I made a choice for something else for me a long time ago, and I am no going back. May it be here or there, or anywhere in this world, I have my rules, and those are the only rules I have ever obeyed. I know that blood can’t turn to water, but until it is graved that I am their blood I will keep my hope that I am not. It will make it easier to explain me being different. It is sad and lonely most of the times but I cannot help it unless I distance myself and keep on going as far as possible. So I guess it is time for the next destination.

What God put together humans just tear apart…

It was suppose to be just one day, but every year is the same. It’s either 1 week, either all summer. I never stop, I got my motor running and I ain’t going back until the heat is taken by the cold. After years of doing this over and over again, I got my shield on and there’s nothing strong enough to penetrate it. In the alcohol steam everything is fun, everything except for the next day, and boy!! there is always the next day ).

I had a good time, it was as always too much, but never enough.

I got my boys, I got my girls, I’m just waiting for colour to come back in my life

Happy B-day to me!!

I don’t believe in angels, angels live in heaven and they don’t come down to earth unless it’s for special persons. That’s not the case.

I am the modern girl born in the wrong century. Digital and smoke affected. A complicated multifunctional woman, anatomically ecologically and politically incorrect.  I am free of all prejudice, I hate everyone equally. I like power of mind over power of stupidity. I believe that courage it’s a long lost belief. The only hope I have for this society is that there are others like me, invincible in their cause, unharmed by the artificial minds of this world.

I believe only in the cruelty of the words.